I read the letters I receive
I cry for the hearts that grieve,
I see the world that’s falling apart
And I know, it breaks my heart
I know the pain you feel so well
All my life, on it I dwell,
Sometimes it tears my heart in two
Till, I know not what to do
But remember what I say
On bended knees please pray,
With cries from your very soul
My Lord, will make you whole
He will answer from above
With unconditional perpetual love,
And your burdens He’ll set free
As you rise from bended knee…
© Sheriff G Ali 2011
Wow Sheriff that is really good. you know sometimes it feels like compassion is almost a curse. Celebrations are always dampened by the knowledge that not everyone has reason, a good meal loses its flavor at the thought that so many would be happy with just your scraps. If only the world was a fair place to live.
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